![]() ![]() Throw in a blind man, an old traveling woman, goats. Then send the two off on errands around a Swiss village. Take a dreamy, big-hearted girl and pair her off with a fat, seemingly stupid dog. Like the girl at the heart of this story, I know I dream too much, and I know I'm living in a world that puts a high value on practicality. I've often scoffed at the idea of Christmas in July, and I have a pretty strong aversion to things that strike me as being too sentimental or melodramatic. Each Christmas, pilgrims from far and wide flock to the village to present gifts to the Christ Child in the Nativity, believing that when the perfect gift is given, the bells' voices will be unlocked. The story is a retelling of an old Swiss legend about a cathedral whose bells have never rung, not even when they were first hung. Then the author's explanation of the book intrigued me. I started this book because the title caught my attention. ![]()
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